Five Years of Madness

All grossed up having a fantastic time.
In love, never forcing smiles.
No one ever likes to commit
It's the age we're living in.

Will we ever miss the mischief
We've found on the Reeperbahn?
Keep quiet son.
Just keep smiling.

Keep quiet son.
Yeah, just keep smiling.
Now I'm fed up with what became a replica
Of what was once an honest love.

All her wanderlust and world desire
I just got dragged along.
I didn't want to drive,
But I got stuck with the stress from the Autobahn.

Five years of marriage was
Five years of madness.
I know I have dug this own hole.